Through binoculars / I leave my narrow world for / an ocean of stars.

Wakefield

A page of Nathanial Hawthorne’s short story “Wakefield” borrowed for a poem. Text from “The Complete Writings of Nathaniel Hawthorne,” published in 1900. The poem is “seen” through the windows of the cuppola of the International Space Station. (Image credit: NASA)

Such a gorgeous description of my piece! Thanks so very much. I was hoping for “ungrounded,” disorienting, circular text so I’m pleased the final work conveyed that sense. I’m on a “wanderlust” kick right now; I think for a while my pieces will explore all the nuances and uncertainty of being away, escaping the domestic, etc. Really appreciate your comment!